A voice for the masses A man that could build a bridge We made him more than a man could be To say he could falter was considered sacrilege A hero can never be free
Crucified by your own peers They once held you dear
We love our heroes until they fall Then we are the first ones to cast the stone We love our heroes more when they die Then we are the first ones to mourn and cry
Broken down and ridiculed Fallen off your pedestal We laughed about the tales of your failure And when our hero passed away We all turned around to say "the deepest respect for your grandeur"
Those who have mocked you for years Cry crocodile tears
We love our heroes until they fall Then we are the first ones to cast the stone We love our heroes more when they die Then we are the first ones to mourn and cry
We love our heroes until they fall Then we are the first ones to cast the stone We love our heroes more when they die Then we are the first ones to mourn and cryTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
